This is a song about "Left"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

'till there's nothin' left.

With the rest who are left

Your new man got my respect

The choice can be no other

I left for one summer,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Your father left you for another

That was good shit, is there any left

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

That left ya without hope

Used to find dope in his coat

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

So with your mind left exploded